Snippet #2374387

As Asher looked around, he heard the boy he was with call out to him and the girl. "Hey, why don't we sit here?" Asher sighed with relief, and began to walk to his seat, letting the silver-haired girl go in between him and the other boy. Just as Asher began to relax in his seat, a loud and strict tone nearly made him jump. ''You three! You shouldn't bring in so many... unnecessary items. The school does have its own library. A Big one.'' The teacher herself called out to the trio, but the other boy didn't answer. However, the girl began to stutter, causing Asher to nearly facepalm. A simple "Sorry" would've been sufficient.... Asher thought with a bit of annoyance.

Sighing again, Asher answered in a loose tone "I only helped another person, so ask the other two." He addressed the teacher. When she asked if anyone if any of the students don't know what a Weapon is or what a Meister's role is. Asher, of course, knew. Even though he might look more like the kind to not pay attention in class and just fool around, the Weapon knew his stuff. Asher began to close his eyes again, until a melancholy voice interrupted his relaxation moment.

"Sorry for not introducing myself... I guess it sort of slipped my mind. My name is Ouka." Asher opened his eyes once again, and turned to his left (OOC: I assumed that Asher is to her right) and sighed. "You okay? You seem a bit down." Asher whispered.